Day by day I trudge and push on
Trying my best to balance the weight
But I stumble I fall and falter with each step
My body is strong but my will is weak
My Faith is steady and firm but my mind a storm
My heart is restless but my soul is close to peace
Its so easy to put down my burden and walk away
But at what price do I receive this bliss
Is there anyone who would notice that one atom missing
In this hopeless storm there is no help coming
I'm stranded and alone in a prison of my design
The pain and sorrow I carry outweighs the happiness
Why do we mistake worldly things for true happiness
Faith in such foolish things make you falter your steps
I see the edge as I walk along the wayside
How easy it is to go into the welcoming arms of the abyss
The line between true peace and eternal damnation is thin
But to walk amongst the living is hard an uncertain
Many think the darkness is better than the light
I have walked both paths and its all the same
There is no escape from your burden or sorrows
Am I doomed to continue on this earth in agony
Or is there a silver lining waiting somewhere for me
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Author:
Heart of Ice (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem tells the story of a person who is on the edge, they see no hope for themselves. It focuses on the current problem of depression, I hope that like me anyone who is going through it prevails.
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
I've heard it said that happiness is a choice we make. And having faith has a learning curve that can make you or break you. Somewhere along the way, I learned to never give up trying. You're young, and you write with a passion that can help steer you in the direction you want to go. Get up everyday and give it your best. That my friend you can be proud of. AP
That silver lining is there every day when you awake into a new day, it always is for me and I have seen many, many new days.
Andy
here, within this write of solace, is a perfect example of how universally penetrating poetry can potentially be, excavating deep
within those quite corridors of those thought's we fear to address, knowingly
and opening possibility's bridge to introspection-fuelled better understanding of ourselves
as a mirror to opportunity's window for realisation pillars of our self-worth..
a great read, penned with sincerity of unflinching veracity
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